Photography Is In My Blood

I ended last year and started this one thinking about how much photography is embedded in who I am. It doesn’t define me, but it’s definitely woven deeply in my soul. It’s how I see and relate to everything; from the most poignant & breathtaking moments, to awe-inspiring, mind-expanding flashes. Photos are like flash cards to the past that have recorded life-changing milli-seconds that I want to last forever. Continue reading “Photography Is In My Blood”

Old Barns & Windows in Time

Me ‘n Barns

I have a thing for old barns.
They speak to me of my childhood… and of the old West, where I might have loved living. Except for the bathroom situation. Wouldn’t have loved that, no. In fact… ix-nay on the athroom-bay deal! I’ll stay where I am. 😉

But I digress. This old barn just outside of Zion National Park in Utah made me – nay, forced me – to take its picture. With its perfect stormy day lighting, it peeking out from the trees, half swallowed up by time and trees… it covered just about every visual flash card for the ravages of time, the old west, being left behind and well, I willingly took the bait.

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